The Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction challenge for January 2, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about something found in a hutch. It can be any kind of hutch — a box for critters or a chest for dishes. Go where the prompt leads! Respond by January 7, 2019. Fellowsstudio.com … Continue reading Memories of the Past, #FlashFiction #MondayBlogs
January 18, 2018, Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes boots. Whose boots are they, where do they go and what is their significance? Go where the prompt leads. Respond by January 23, 2018, to be included in the compilation (published January 24). Rules are here. All … Continue reading “Equality,” A Flash Fiction Memory
December 7, 2017, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write what features a performance. You can interpret what is a performance any way the prompt leads you. Respond by December 12, 2017, to be included in the compilation (published December 13). Rules are here. All writers are welcome! (October 2017 Storm Born Rocks from … Continue reading “The Gales of November,” A Haibun/Haiku
I just had to share these wonderful memories Michael had of time spent with his grandmother in the garden. The magic is evident in his words! ❤
“Fairies do belong –
In the magic of our hearts,”
It was my grandmother who first alerted me to the fairies in our garden. Grandmother cultivated ferns of all descriptions and amongst them lived the fern fairies.
My grandmother was always a curious and often times quaint lady. She spent a lot of time in the fernery and once I understood why it became my favourite haunt as well.
For each variety of fern there was a variety of fairy, Among the maiden hair lived the most delicate and fine featured fairies. They floated about, they moved with such grace and precision it was relaxing watching them go about their business.
Grandmother introduced me to them. It was a ritual as they didn’t make themselves known to anyone.
For as graceful as they were they were also very aloof and private. You had to be invited in and Grandmother had…
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Hey, EVERYBODY! It's that time again! Time to join in the "Writers Quote Wednesday Writing Challenge," co-sponsored with Ronovan Hester of Ronovan Writes, right here on silverthreading.com and myself, Silver Threading! Please use #WQWWC on Twitter so we can retweet you and spread the inspiration. Welcome! This is an open invitation to join in on our blogging … Continue reading #WQWWC – Writers Quote Wednesday Writing Challenge – Memories
Ronovan Writes at http://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2014/08/25/ronovanwrites-weekly-haiku-prompt-challenge-rewind-7/#like-4383 came up with a great challenge this week. Our two words are: Pain and Peace If you want to refresh yourselves on a bit of Haiku in English, although you do not have to stick to that particular style of Haiku, it's just my particular style to use, click here. For … Continue reading Pain & Peace
My mother died when I was three years old, and my father was not capable of taking care of me. Having nowhere else to go, I lived with my elderly grandparents. I did not see my father often in those days. As a young child, I remember wondering what he was like. He was a … Continue reading Silver Memories